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✧ — ❛ don’t you need to look in order to see? anyway, i doubt you’ve been watching cassy—da’s every move lately. and well, how much do you want for those earrings? they look pretty. ❜

#;araniaeous #mg: interactions #mg: sors #after all that....

”--i wished it worked that way for me, old friend.” she looked at the earrings and any solemness that grew, disappeared. “well for that pair, i personally handmade it so,” she winked at her friend, “you can have it as a gift. for free.”

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@offrozendays

❛ there are things i cannot fix. there are things you cannot fix, either. and while i haven’t seen your brother, i can — assure you that he will eventually recover from his loss. ❜

chióni, no, lyon was too much like his mother, like his only parent to be capable of succumbing to misery permanently. and ur remembered that no matter how many times she had though the world ( her world ) to be ending, it had never been the end. and she had faith in her son — and she had the patience to let him figure things out at his own speed. nothing good had, after all, ever come out of people trying to rush her child.

❛ —though i may be pulling some strings. isolation doesn’t seem to be helping. ❜

she could have just let this go, just nod and leave her mother’s presence. but something her mother said brought upon irritation. isolation. for chióni ? her brother HATED to be alone. it was why she was born in the first place, otherwise, she wouldn’t even be alive.

“eleos,” she hasn’t called the other goddess mother out loud for years “you created me because he hates being alone. of course isolation doesn’t suit him or help him. our ichor comes from you, mercy. as much as the both of us try, we can’t be fully apathetic. it’s been almost a hundred years...he’s just suffering.”

she huffed, crossing her arms around her chest. she didn’t like...she felt vulnerable whenever she was around her mother. she didn’t like family discussions, not really. she loved them both, but hated it when it was just her and her mother.

#offrozendays #v: mg #mg: mother dear #like how ultear doesnt call ur mom #same applies here #(:

✧ — ❛ anything but a discount? my gossip is top notch … and you wouldn’t even give me a small discount for it? not that i’d need it — this is a matter of principles. ❜

#mg: sors #mg: interactions #v: mg #;araniaeous

“as tempted as i am...business has been rather slow today. but there is the possibility i’ve SEEN your gossip, too.”

me, sobbing: cyrus...,,,,she just needs a Gal Pal™

#;ultear our #ooc talk #LISTEN.....MY FUTURE GODDESS NEEDS SOME LOVE AND AFFECTION FROM ALL THE GIRLS.....

❛ just because we’ve been friends for quite a bit, don’t expect me to let you in on all the hot gossip without getting anything in return. ❜

#mg: sors #mg: interactions

“i can give you anything but a discount in return, a girl has to make some money. i have an employee to pay, after all.”

@araniaeous

“---just because we’ve been friends for quite a bit...don’t think that you get a discount on any purchases.”

#araniaeous #mg: interactions #v: mg #mg: sors #violet is here to make $$

#mg: pictures #mg: xavia #mg: sors #also i love how the psychic one is with past #even tho cyrus can see the future~

THE PAST // THE ONE WHO WALKS ON ROADS OF THE PAST // XAVIA // THE PRESENT // THE ONE WITH THE BRAIN THAT HAS TOO MANY TABS OPEN // SORS // THE FUTURE // THE ONE WHO HAS SEEN A BIT TOO MUCH OF WHAT’S YET TOO COME // CYRUS — @deceitfulheart & @sorcierex

❛ it’s been a while since i bought anything new … and i think i need this one… ❜ sherry angled her head, humming as she wondered where she could place it in her vast and rather empty apartment back home. ❛ transport has never been an issue, ❜ she added, refraining from reminding the other how she might not be her mother ( no matter how much any goddess tried, none of them could reach their mother’s capacities ), but how she still slipped through dimensions with ease.

her entire body tensed and sherry’s hands clenched to fists, ichor freezing in her veins. she turned, facing the other woman but her formerly calm and kind smile had turned dangerous. as she spoke, her voice was honeysweet poison dripping off a dagger. ❛ i think we will fare better today if you do not ask about things pertaining to my life, cyrus, ❜ she said softly before dark eyes glinted dangerously. ❛ unless, of course, you want me to remind you of my other domain. ❜

#mg: sherry #mg: interactions #look @ her concenr for her brother #she may be stupid #but cyrus has already seen her death so i think thats why shes fearless

cyrus has a long past, paved with bad choices but good intentions. this would be one of those times, but she was not scared of the other. in fact, the only goddess she was truly scared of was perhaps her mother. on a bad day, the war gods as well. it was perhaps because of this, she pressed on.

“relax, arden. im not trying to do anything bad,” she was being truthful, “i just want to know if you have because--” she’s seen things involving the two of them, “of well...how chi’s been. i’ve only heard from my mother and i know he managed to crawl out of whatever hole he buried himself in.”

if violet though she could fool sherry, she was sorely mistaken. one of the side effects of being who she was was increased empathy, something that was often more of a curse than a blessing — but this did not MATTER. because it violet wanted to play, sherry could easily play along. there was no need for her not to do this because no matter how much she loved lyon, she did not owe his sister anything just because of this.

❛ i quite like the cherry wood dresser over there. ❜

#mg: sherry #mg: interactions

violet’s eyes wandered over to it and she nodded, “good choice, it is a fine dresser. it’s pretty sturdy, too.” she paused and eyes the other goddess, “it’s an awkward size, though, so i can hold it for you...unless you already have the means to take it with you.”

it happened, at times. customers came in, fell in love with a piece of furniture, and then violet had to wait for them to pick it up on a later day. the woman paused and then sat in the chair behind the counter. there was a question she wanted to ask, but felt hesitant. after another sip of her tea, she went with it. “have you spoken to my brother recently?”

though violet was lyon’s sister, sherry had never been particularly close to the other, something that had been in equal parts due to her own hesitation to get close to others ( she could make everyone love her, something that was dangerous ) and the dark-haired goddess own behaviour. maybe, it had been for the better of everyone even remotely involved.

❛ at the risk to provoke a cliché — i’m not like other people, cyrus, ❜ the other goddess sighed, a trace of annoyance flickering within her eyes. yes, this was what she had expected. ❛ and no worries — i’m behaving. ❜

#mg: sherry #mg: interactions #can u sense the lowkey tension #i can

violet was less than convinced of arden’s insurance and just scoffed. she had known that the goddess before her was not like other people. not many sentient beings could hold her brother’s frozen heart in their hand and manage to crush it. (then again, considering the other’s specialty...)

but--that was none of her business. she took a sip of her tea that sat ever present by her counter.

“then please consider some merchandise, arden. wednesdays are our slow days.”

sherry’s brows furrowed as she crossed her arms over her chest. dealing with this particular goddess was something that required some patience from her, something that she did not always have in the necessary amounts. no one had ever said that sherry was someone who was a role model when it came to being calm, to being serenity itself.

❛ —violet, ❜ she said, sighing deeply as perfectly manicured fingers tapped against wood. ❛ what makes you think i need a favour? ❜